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[color=#ae0f2a]𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽:[/color] 𝓪 𝓭𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓭 𝓛𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓱
[color=#ae0f2a]𝚆𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽 𝙾𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙾𝙽, 𝙸-𝟻, 𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙴𝚁
𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙴 𝟷𝟼𝚃𝙷 𝟸𝟸𝟾𝟺
𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙵-𝙰𝚂𝙻𝙴𝙴𝙿; 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻-𝙿𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙳[/color]
[indent][indent][indent]Jack flinched as one of the wolves jumped at their patron. The old doc was more than capable of steeling herself in this fight, though. Jack had nothing to worry about. While she had let loose a series of questions and jokes from her lips, the severity of the situation was getting dire. It reminded her of the old days. Except she’d had human-sized walls of metal between her and the thing trying to kill her.

When the supermutant, Ahab was it, bellowed out his sermon-like battle cries, Jack just nodded her head—the brim of her hat bobbing.  She leveled her gun towards a wolf about the time her concentration was broken by a rumble in the woods. It sounded [i]large[/i] [color=#ae0f2a]“I was just [i]joking[/i]!”[/color] she exclaimed into the ether, sure that neither gods nor creatures gave a shit.

People were yelling and barking orders, some more coherent than others. Jack could only clock their one supermutant compatriot, the other having farted off into the woods to go take a shit or murder—maybe both. She backed up, closing rank between them. A few blasts from her pistol rang out, singing the muzzles of a smaller wolf, trying to draw its attention away from the heavy hitters. The smaller one, though technically larger than it should be in nature, lunged at her. An energy blast to its face sent its trajectory off, and she whipped out her smaller gun to put a well-aimed bullet in its ear and out the other. 

[color=#ae0f2a]“I’d give my left ear for some air support right about now. Metal rain is very refreshing.”[/color] Jack peeled off a couple more shots, trying to pull attention to her and allow those with the caliber to damage the alpha—damage it. She’d just annoy the damn thing. And it didn’t need any more rads from her glowing personality.[/indent][/indent][/indent]